Gotta Talk

You’ll forgive me if this sounds to fuzzy, because I don’t quite have the words. My mind yet struggles to make sense of this.

Late Saturday I knew it was on the way. All day Sunday it was shaping up. That pervasive sense of anticipation in my heart was a heavy burden. This morning, I realized it was here. I hardly had any idea what it was, but it was here.

The next stage of tribulation has begun. Did you think it would be announced on the mainstream news? What I mean is that die has been cast and God’s hand will not turn from the task He has set for Himself. It’s a reality in the moral sphere, never mind what it looks like to our minds here on the human level. The honest truth is that some of you, dear readers, will hardly notice. God is merciful. And I believe I’ll escape the worst of whatever it is, but I’ll be allowed to see things I never dreamed could be.

So this whole weekend up through today I’ve been taking those final preparatory steps. I’ve fixed all the stuff in the house and on the car that I know how to fix, or get fixed. Yes, someone was very generous with a donation that covered all those expenses and we have not been frivolous with it. But it was a whip-cracking hard driving sense that pushed me to get it all done quickly.

Some of you may recall I mentioned in one of my photologs that the AWACS jets here at Tinker just took off and circled the flight pattern, coming in close to the runway, then climbing out. They often kept this up all day, looping in the sky at a rather low speed. This evening, for the first time in many months, one of the AWACS jets took off from Tinker and gunned the turbines up full, turned and headed off toward the Gulf Coast at full throttle, climbing slowly. By itself, nothing, but my heart knew it was significant.

In three days Russian military aircraft have almost destroyed the IS in Syria. We haven’t done even one percent of that in over a year. Instead, we bombed an Afghan hospital. And now boots are on the ground in Syria, Russian and Iranian. All by Assad’s invitation. And Israel is cranking up the IDF and reserve forces while doing everything possible to provoke a Palestinian uprising. Europe is drowning in refugees but only a tiny portion are actually Syrians fleeing war; the rest are just demanding a rich Western lifestyle. So our NATO allies are about to step away from all the stuff the US has been prodding them to do because they can’t afford our fantasies any more. Meanwhile, it has slipped out that we have a grudging factual recognition that the Ukraine is no longer in once piece, and that the two seceding regions are on their own. They still have to face hostile fire, but no one imagines they’ll ever come back.

And none of these things, or all of them together, is the thing itself. Each is merely a symptom. Yep, I could be completely off my rocker and it’s just more of the same dreary human existence of global conflict. Still, for me and my heart, the crap has begun over the weekend, and I can’t afford to entertain any distractions.

God help us.